Kandi - Hey Kandi lyrics

I'm feeling this brother like um Like a big fat person likes their tums Like hot crispy cr¨¨mes, everybody want some Like Sisqo is feeling girls in thongs I been feeling this brother like um Like, like a ghetto brother likes a stack of Money in his pocket, when it's nice and fat, uh How he gets it, oh it just don't matter He's got me so high I don't know why I don't know why he's always on my mind You said to let go and I tried But I can't let him go He's so fine He's got me so wide Open inside You keep on saying he has me so blind Said it's not love But you lying Cause I Have to have him in my life Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss I'm feeling this brother like a rat does cheese He's filling my needs, I know you don't believe But every time I see him I cream So back up, cause he and I are doing big things I been feeling this brother like I love my checks Him and I know, are about making it Hold up You know that I am joking To lose him over money I would have to be smoking He's got me so high I don't know why I don't know why he's always on my mind You said to let go and I tried But I can't let him go He's so fine He's got me so wide Open inside You keep on saying he has me so blind Said it's not love But you lying Cause I Have to have him in my life Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss Man, whatever (Kandi does he cook you food?) No, but he manages To hook up some mean peanut butter and jelly sandwiches (Well does he clean the house?) You dreaming now, I got a maid But that's not what this thing's about (And does he give you mad doe?) No (He's that poor?) Hold up, watch your mouth ¡®fore you get rolled up He's my man, I'll be damned if you play him soft Matter fact just hang up, before you tick me off (High) High, oh yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh (He's got me so wide) So wide, so wide, yeah Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss Hey Kandi He ain't doin' a thing for you You know, uh, that his love ain't true I know what the hell you should do You need to cut your love off And show your man who's the boss So next time he piss you off Let him go, cause it's not your loss (You know what, you might be right But then again, you ain't got a man no damn way How you gon' tell me? Whatever He is the boss)